Some Sort of Happy Quotes

“But had it been the wine? Maybe it was something else. I was no math expert, but this was an intoxicating equation: Hot Guy with Mysterious Past + Way With Pretty Words x Chivalry at Beach / His Aloofness at Coffee Shop (Immunity to My Face & Flirty Efforts) + Innuendo at Hardware Store x Honest Confession about OCD Struggles —> Curiosity + Arousal (Belly Flutters + Pulse Quickening)=ATTACKISS.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“I loved the way he touched me, like he still couldn’t believe I was there and might disappear at any moment. I even loved that he looked at me with sadness in his eyes sometimes, because I knew it meant that he was struggling with things in his mind but letting his heart win.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“I stood next to her and looked out. Goddamn it, I could smell her. Mostly it was the varnish remover she’d been using, but there was a hint of something sweet and floral beneath it—I fucking loved that she was girlish and feminine but not afraid to work with her hands.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“Skylar Nixon could be the one woman who was strong enough, sweet enough, forgiving enough to be with me. The thought was both terrifying and beautiful.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“I want to be someone that could make her happy,”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“Now, your entire life everyone's been telling you what a special snowflake you are - but the truth is, you're just like the rest of us, honey. That means sometimes you're gonna get what you want, sometimes you're not. Sometimes you're gonna get it only to find out it's not what you thought it was gonna be. It's all part of the journey.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“Holy shit. What did I just do? I kissed him. I kissed him. I kissed Sebastian Pryce. I tried to read his expression, but I couldn’t. Best I could tell, it was somewhere between Jesus Christ, why the hell did she do that? and Goddamn, let’s flip this table out of the way and go at it. An eternity passed. Several species of birds went extinct. Continents drifted. “Say”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“For the first time, I felt grateful for the crappy decisions I’d made in the last year, because they’d all led me to this table, this man, this moment. It gave me a little boost—maybe, somewhere deep inside me, there was a woman who knew what she wanted, and what’s more, she knew what to do to get it.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“Something good always comes from something bad!”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“still recall the what-the-fuck looks on their faces when I tried explaining that two was a good number because it was even, and even better, a factor of eight, but one and three were bad numbers because they were odd.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“Hot Guy with Mysterious Past + Way With Pretty Words x Chivalry at Beach / His Aloofness at Coffee Shop (Immunity to My Face & Flirty Efforts) + Innuendo at Hardware Store x Honest Confession about OCD Struggles —> Curiosity + Arousal (Belly Flutters + Pulse Quickening)=ATTACKISS.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“Perception is reality, Skylar. I’m surprised you haven’t learned that yet.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“Deep inside me, something began to tighten. Too deep. That deep. Oh Jesus. Oh no. Please, please don’t let Sebastian Pryce own the one cock that can reach The Spot. But he did. The tip of Sebastian’s cock was hitting The Spot, territory uncharted, unknown, unreachable by all prior cock owners who’d attempted to scale the surrounding heights. This couldn’t be. No! No! No! “Yes, yes, yes,” I breathed against his neck, my entire lower body seizing up, my nails clawing at his skin. Fucking hell, Sebastian…you’re so amazing and generous and hard and deep and fuck—“Oh God, you’re perfect. Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“work, wine, and great sex…definitely the best”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“You’re so beautiful, angel. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever known. That kind of beauty has a strange power over men—it makes us feel strong and yet weak. Protective of it and yet defenseless against it.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“SUDS list,”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“At least she thought I was a great fuck.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“The question was What if I could make her happy?”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“God, you’re perfect. Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy

“And loving someone doesn’t mean you have to love everything they do. But it does mean you forgive them a little more often, a little more easily.”
― Melanie Harlow, Some Sort of Happy